Fighting Cocks

It's ridiculous There's nobody listening to us And we can keep on acting like it doesn't rattle us We can come up with all sorts of excuses But get the fuck out of your head that somebody's trying censor us No one cares we are lost, forgotten We're drowning in an ocean of competitors I think fast, try to calculate my remaining breath And I estimate that I got approximately 12 seconds left While the surface is like 20 seconds away And my muscles will get tired Which means that I'll be going slower On top of that there's the pressure of the water And those mother fuckers panicking creating disorder So I think, my best option is to swim off to the side I'll Waste some energy but from there I got a clear path to the sky Or I can stay here and with everything I got try to climb off someone else's back Still its not enough to reach the top Some collaborate some don't, and think it's just luck In the end tho, nobody gets out We're the worst type of warriors, society's fighting cocks If you want me out you better knock me out Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about Right before the mark I come rushing with a flying sidekick You might raise your hands a bit but I'm so quick it'll hit And if your'e still on your feet I'll throw a jab as a faint A body shot to open up your face So I can land one on that chin Bet your cerebral spinal fluids Wont be cushion enough to stop such rapid brain movements In a second the control over your legs will become lose and you will fall See the thing is, A 130 pounds still you can't take me down I'll drop you with a crescent kick Fuck ground and pound Look how my shoulders carry no tension I got my arms down, set to explode in a millisecond Pass your guard now, shooting a straight left to your sternum Slide out Watch the pain spread like venom And if you'll remain standing I get to show off more weapons And we're going to deep water together See I'm crazy like Roice Gracie I'll lock an Imanari choke And brake that neck so gracefully You think those birds understand That we're looking at a piece of our life? Cuz to live is to fight If you want me out you better knock me out Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about If you want me out you better knock me out Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about Is this real? Look I don't know what this is I can't hear a damn thing but the sound of my voice is so clear Wait, am I even speaking out loud? My mind is to clouded to think My entire body is numb my vision is blurry I'm just trying not to faint Yes this is my end I know it is cuz I can feel again and all this pain and terror running thru my veins Can only mean one thing So this ground is this my final resting place? What a fucking disgrace Guess I'll try to use my early trick and roll my self sideways Yeah that's a cool instinct of mine Probably the biggest difference between you and I In the most uncomfortable and messed up times I can find drive to fight To tell you that it was always worth while would be a lie Look at my life... Still I know far beyond my limits lies Something much more enjoyable than what's between a woman's thighs And With that thought I stand up and I realize, I'm doing this alone Fuck metaphors when I say broken body I mean real broken bones, my shape's deformed My mind is worn but my spirit feels strong As far as I'm concerned I've weathered the storm And I'm ready to go You better hold on